Chapter 143

In short, the feedback was good.

Huo Jingcheng held Su Ruoyun's slender waist, his fingertips gently pinching her bulging side cheeks. Finally, a sentence suddenly popped out: "Don't kick me with your feet next time."

"..." Su Ruoyun.

"Who told you to mo so vigorously, I told you to stop and you wouldn't." Su Ruoyun couldn't help but retort for herself. As she spoke, she turned over, rolling out of Huo Jingcheng's arms, muttering vaguely: "Kicking you isn't unjust."

Her tone was coquettish. Huo Jingcheng felt a smile rise in his eyes, recalling what had just happened from her words. His throat felt inexplicably itchy, and the thirst he had just relieved rose to his heart again.

He still raised his hand to pull her over, saying crisply: "Apologize to Your Majesty the Queen. Next time you say stop, I'll stop. Even if Your Majesty the Queen wants to dao, I'll stop, after all..."

The more he spoke, the more outrageous it became. Su Ruoyun hurriedly sat up, raising her hand to block his thin lips, fearing he would say something unbearable to hear.

Huo Jingcheng was covered by her mouth, struggling with a few "um-um" sounds. Immediately, he gave up continuing to speak, and his whole body leaned lazily back on the large bed, his tall body occupying most of the bed.

Su Ruoyun occupied the air, her legs crossed, sitting sideways on the bed, looking from top to bottom. The two-meter bed was also just right for him.

The moonlight outside the window entered the house, carrying a teasing coldness.

It set off Huo Jingcheng's satisfied expression. He touched Su Ruoyun's knees one after another, his voice low and hoarse: "Is it comfortable?"

"..." Su Ruoyun.

Su Ruoyun was an honest, good child, and she nodded.

The warm, rough touch /was fascinating.

Her honest appearance made Huo Jingcheng laugh in a muffled voice, his chest causing resonance, his eyebrows curling imperceptibly, the corners of his peach-blossom eyes flooding with red.

He cast a meaningful glance at Su Ruoyun, his voice lowered: "When, will I let you /be more comfortable."

Su Ruoyun knew what he was referring to—that was a brand-new field she hadn't touched at all.

She didn't know how the order of dating for couples was considered reasonable and normal, nor did she know to what extent Huo Jingcheng's physical and mental development had reached, only that in her eyes, he was terrifyingly skilled.

In the circle, there was no lack of young and vigorous aristocratic children "attacking people," not to mention the swarms of butterflies rushing up.

But so far, the feelings Huo Jingcheng had brought her were all good, and hadn't made her feel resistant or disgusted by these things, nor would they make her associate him with his past "absurd years."

"Then what about you?" Su Ruoyun asked him in return: "You have always... wouldn't you be uncomfortable, or are you outside — um um..."

Knowing she couldn't say anything good, Huo Jingcheng also learned from her, raising his long arm and covering Su Ruoyun's mouth directly, not letting her speak.

"Don't slander me all day, infringing on my right to reputation. By then, I'll really have to sue you."

"Then aren't you uncomfortable," the physiological needs of men and women were different, Su Ruoyun was very curious, blinking her eyes: "Or do you want to yao —"

Huo Jingcheng's thin lips curled, his roguishness spreading, cutting off her words lazily, saying: "No need..."

"What do you mean?" Su Ruoyun didn't understand what he meant, furrowing her brows and asking carefully.

Huo Jingcheng arched his brows, then got up and embraced her, his chin resting on Su Ruoyun's neck, kissing her bangs, kissing her temples.

A gentle kiss.

He was going to spend a lifetime with her, no need...

?? Little Zhuzi: He is an experienced one

? Mr. Huo: I'm wronged, I'm just a good student who is good at preparing lessons in advance